#confuser

This is meant for those who feel euphoria/joyfulness or comfort in other people's confusion about their identity, but can be also reclaimed by anyone else who likes the concept. Based on this post.

I hear ya buddy😦#diffuser #confuser (at The Liberties Dublin)

When we're reminded flowers wilt you dig up your garden, claiming it's too much work, and I press my losses in a photo album, saying the same thing.

In the front or the back of your preoccupied mind (I’ll never know which) you noticed still asleep rolled over and shoved your shoulders into my chest pinning me to the wall to get comfortable in your bed

The air was cut in dark ribbons strung through your jaw giving shape to the clash of your tongue against the keys inside your teeth typing a ransom note for itself I couldn’t afford to answer

As the fish was shot into the infinite dirty ocean water A snail in the fishbowl finally starts to speak, “That’s a bad idea. You don’t know what you’re doing. Wait for the bowl to be cleaned and make your escape through the drain.” It was too late, of course. Snails take so long to do everything.

Wearing a skin coloured dress.. Because I like people to think Is she wearing anything? Should have tanned but really I'm way to lazy to tan.